The Scene: I've left my dress in the middle of the floor, in Dave's way. He kicks it.
THEN
"Don't kick my dress! That's a $250 Calvin Klein and it deserves respect!"
NOW
"Don't kick my dress! That's a $30 piece from H&M and it can unravel at any moment!"
The Conclusion: I'm going to transition away from freelancing and look for a full-time job so I can continue to indulge the recklessly irresponsible fashionista in me.
Come on, economy! Bring me something good.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
I miss shopping
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5 comments:
HAHAHAHAHA
That's how I feel about washing my clothes-- I always put them on delicate because they're so poorly made. They actually do fall apart-- I just want to delay it.
I feel that way about all my clothes. My parents are scared enough of me know where they won't even touch my stuff for fear of that kind of reaction
Haha, I completely know what you mean. I've been so broke lately, it's all about the Target apparel. Which, obviously, only lasts a bit!
I'll even hang dry some of my stuff just to make absolutely sure it doesn't fall apart on me. Or shrink.
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